How do I know it’s Christmas? I vacuumed, mopped and dusted the living room so we could put up the tree. This bout of housekeeping only happens once a year. Please let’s stop for a moment and observe.
I know it’s Christmas because of the lights. Everywhere! I love the lights.
I go crazy with Christmas lights. I bought new LEDs this year and they have a violet bulb in the string. Love.
Our (I say “our” but who am I kidding?) — my husband’s wood chipper is parked in the driveway. If it stays there much longer I will drape it in lights. I’ve done it before. It looks good.
And check this out! Old Reliable the Christmas Cactus.
Yep, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas over at the neighbors’ house, too. Ahem. More eggnog, anyone?